A Couple Things XX
My nigga Dub just emailed me on some "Yo, sun, stop slackin and post somethin new" steez. Which was odd, because it came after my latest Couple Things post. Either way, it reminded me that I had left something out -- Sunday TV.
-- There was this one Entourage preview (is that track in the back a Saigon track? I wanna say it is, but I'm not absolutely sure. Either way, it's seering. That guitar lick and that snare shot? Are u serious with me right now???!?!!?)...anyways...it was showing some clips and then "We Missed You Guys" flashed on the screen...and I was like, "Word, I do miss my Entourage niggas."
I imagine this is how women felt about Sex and the City...like Carrie, Sam, Miranda and Charlotte were their friends as well. Lyd said she cried during the last episode. Well, its no secret that Entourage is the male equivalent to Sex in the City. And HBO does a good job of it. Last season, I left DC for Tampa during the tale end of the season, which meant I'd email or instant message the DC crew on Monday mornings to find out what they thought about Sunday's show. At one point, my nigga Tony said "Entourage can do no wrong with me." That was a telling statement, because, in actuality, Entourage is a horribly acted show with average writing. But somehow -- and we aren't Ari d-riders like most -- but, somehow, we all LOVE that show. It's kind of an odd miracle of sorts.
Which is bringing me to Sunday's show. It was in a word: BOOTY.
It highlighted all the shows shortcomings. They tried to add a human element and make the guys a lil more 3-dimensional, by bringing the Moms into the picture...but it just turned out corny. And Adam Grenier's performance on Big Boy's radio show was basically a bad actor, acting horribly. It was just an all-around corny show.
With all that said, I was still wishing that there were 30 more minutes of the show...and, in no way, am I even remotely concerned that this season won't be entertaining.
-- The 3rd season of The Wire is reairing. I forgot how much I missed that show. Now, I AM, concerned about this 4th season. No more String? No more Avon? Really? You're gonna make that work? OK. If you say so. One thing I don't do is doubt HBO too often. They tend to never truly dissapoint me.
But back to the 3rd season. I think it was a masterpiece...and I'll still never fully understand why Idris Elba wasnt, at least, NOMINATED for a Globe or Emmy. String is one of the great television characters ever. But everything about the 3rd season was classic. 8pm on Sundays is on lock for the next 16 weeks.
-- I just told Gee yesterday that Avery is one of my top 5 favorite people in the NBA. A coach has never cracked that rotation. But as it stands now -- 1. Kobe; 2. Wade; 3. Bronny; 4. Avery; 5. Gil.
I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that Avery is the coaching equivalent to Lebron. Mad hype coming out the gate -- Bron in HS, Avery taking over games for Don Nelson. And then coming into the league and wrecking shop.
Straight up-n-down, there has never been a bsketball coach this good, this charasmatic, this smart, this young. Chuck called Avery a genius yesterday, and I'm thinkin in my head, "Duhhhhh, of course he is."
Yeah, the Mavs are deeper, more athletic and more talented than Miami. But Miami has the vet squad, with the best player on the court (Wade, although not by a whole lot) and Shaq. In many cases, Riles mops the floor with some young turk coach in this type of situation. But not Avery. This niggas defies coaching categories and previous norms.
On some levels, eff Lebron, we need to be bearing Witness to this nigga Avery, the Lil General. Spect due, baby!
-- There was this one Entourage preview (is that track in the back a Saigon track? I wanna say it is, but I'm not absolutely sure. Either way, it's seering. That guitar lick and that snare shot? Are u serious with me right now???!?!!?)...anyways...it was showing some clips and then "We Missed You Guys" flashed on the screen...and I was like, "Word, I do miss my Entourage niggas."
I imagine this is how women felt about Sex and the City...like Carrie, Sam, Miranda and Charlotte were their friends as well. Lyd said she cried during the last episode. Well, its no secret that Entourage is the male equivalent to Sex in the City. And HBO does a good job of it. Last season, I left DC for Tampa during the tale end of the season, which meant I'd email or instant message the DC crew on Monday mornings to find out what they thought about Sunday's show. At one point, my nigga Tony said "Entourage can do no wrong with me." That was a telling statement, because, in actuality, Entourage is a horribly acted show with average writing. But somehow -- and we aren't Ari d-riders like most -- but, somehow, we all LOVE that show. It's kind of an odd miracle of sorts.
Which is bringing me to Sunday's show. It was in a word: BOOTY.
It highlighted all the shows shortcomings. They tried to add a human element and make the guys a lil more 3-dimensional, by bringing the Moms into the picture...but it just turned out corny. And Adam Grenier's performance on Big Boy's radio show was basically a bad actor, acting horribly. It was just an all-around corny show.
With all that said, I was still wishing that there were 30 more minutes of the show...and, in no way, am I even remotely concerned that this season won't be entertaining.
-- The 3rd season of The Wire is reairing. I forgot how much I missed that show. Now, I AM, concerned about this 4th season. No more String? No more Avon? Really? You're gonna make that work? OK. If you say so. One thing I don't do is doubt HBO too often. They tend to never truly dissapoint me.
But back to the 3rd season. I think it was a masterpiece...and I'll still never fully understand why Idris Elba wasnt, at least, NOMINATED for a Globe or Emmy. String is one of the great television characters ever. But everything about the 3rd season was classic. 8pm on Sundays is on lock for the next 16 weeks.
-- I just told Gee yesterday that Avery is one of my top 5 favorite people in the NBA. A coach has never cracked that rotation. But as it stands now -- 1. Kobe; 2. Wade; 3. Bronny; 4. Avery; 5. Gil.
I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that Avery is the coaching equivalent to Lebron. Mad hype coming out the gate -- Bron in HS, Avery taking over games for Don Nelson. And then coming into the league and wrecking shop.
Straight up-n-down, there has never been a bsketball coach this good, this charasmatic, this smart, this young. Chuck called Avery a genius yesterday, and I'm thinkin in my head, "Duhhhhh, of course he is."
Yeah, the Mavs are deeper, more athletic and more talented than Miami. But Miami has the vet squad, with the best player on the court (Wade, although not by a whole lot) and Shaq. In many cases, Riles mops the floor with some young turk coach in this type of situation. But not Avery. This niggas defies coaching categories and previous norms.
On some levels, eff Lebron, we need to be bearing Witness to this nigga Avery, the Lil General. Spect due, baby!
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